On Friday I walked home from a friend's place in Ipanema while Rolf did interviews. It was really nice, I love the route home on the beachwalk because the views of sugarloaf are so huge from Ipanama to Copa. Rosie was a little unhappy because it was hot, but Evie loved just cruising in the stroller and disrupting birdies.
Saturday we went to the beach altogether, and little miss Evie was a hit in her hot pink bathing suit and sparking personality, charming all the Cariocas and foreigners alike. She and Rolf dug sandcastles near the waves for awhile while I held Rosie, then Rolf and I switched while I chased Evie (she loves tag!) and begged me to go in the water with her (it's quite warm sometimes!). We hung out where we usually do at the beach, at the closest street to our apartment, but this time I looked back behind me and between two buildings there was the Christo, right there in plain, huge sight! I hadn't noticed it, and I could guess that our magic bullet mountain right behind our apartment window blocks the view of it from our apartment, but I had no idea it was that close or that visible on our street.
On the way home we got $1.25 USD chocolate eclairs from the dessert handcart lady (of course!), and the a kilo place for dinner behind the Copa Palace.
Today (Sunday) we went to our Siguera Campus park right after church (seems to be our tradition) and heard the bells from the church that reminded Evie of Grandma's house again.
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